I saw the queen in a parade; she looked majestic and a little like a young Helen Mirren.
And I purchased the Beatles masterpiece, Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band (on vinyl on the Parlophone label). No one was quite prepared for that one.
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And now, coincidently, Paul McCartney who wrote and sang When I’m Sixty-four on the album is sixty-four and has this week released a new album whose recurring theme is memory.
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